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Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal  (email)

 

Gypsies

 

Of course I am

feeling depressed.

I want to go

home right now.

 

Let me out of

here or I will

have a heart

attack.  There are

 

gypsies in here

trying to kill

me.  They want to

assault me.

 

They want to cut

my head with knives.

They stole my shoes

and my wallet.

 

Do you know

gypsies?  You need

to watch out for

them.  They are

 

poisoning me.

I’m a victim.

I’m in a state

of misery.

 

 

Driver

 

I have a driver’s

license and a car.

I don’t see why the

court wants to take both

away from me.  I

have never been a

bad driver.  I am

careful.  Just because

voices talk to me

does not mean I have

lost my ability

to drive.  If I

cannot drive I will

die.  Please make sure I

keep my car and my

driver’s permit.  I

don’t want to worry

about it.  I have

enough problems with

the voices laughing

at me.  Could you find

it in your heart to

tell the judge that I

should drive when I want?

 

 

I Might Die

 

I might die.

One never knows his fate.

I will die.

It is inevitable.

 

My bones are

weak and my heart is sick.

My body

won’t take any surgery.

 

I might die

before I get too old.

I will die

if the cancer spreads in my

 

lungs.  I smoke

too much without stopping.

It’s too late

to stop this nasty habit.